This is a song about "Salt"

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

To all the painful wounds i salt on all the victims of my crimes,

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Sit, i said sit bitch, you fucking twitch and i'll pore salt in each of the slits i slit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Wale and we are not the same

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game